Chapter 16:
Before I could embarrass myself further or ruin his fancy shoes, his large hands enveloped mine, sending sparks through me that nearly made me collapse.
“Stop,” he ordered authoritatively, taking the glass jug from me and pouring its contents into his glass himself.
“Thank you. But I don’t like orange juice.”
How did he manage to be so authoritative, yet so sexy?
I almost burst into laughter at the disappointed look on Nathalia’s face. Jealousy flashed in her eyes.
Why was he helping me?
Without waiting for Nathalia’s approval, I turned to leave. My job was done.
But the clearing of Nathalia’s throat made me stop in my tracks once again. That was her way of secretly communicating with me, telling me my business wasn’t finished.
What does she want now?!
I had already done what she wanted.
“Is it just me, or is it hot in here?” she began, fanning her chest with her hands as she opened it wider, peeking at the King, who didn’t seem to notice her.
“This place is so boring,” she lamented, her hands dropping to her exposed pale chest. “A little bit of entertainment could lighten things up.” She smiled.
Goddess, please. I hope the entertainment doesn’t involve me.
“Maybe Aurora could help us,” she added, causing my heart to race.
“Aurora, please, dance for us. I know His Majesty wouldn’t mind,” she said, throwing a sweet smile at the King, who returned it with a frown.
Mⱺɍɇ Ʉρȡąţɇş ĩŋ ɢąłņøνɇłş.çøɱ
Nathalia couldn’t do this to me.
“Don’t worry, my King. She’s just hiding her talent. She’s a great dancer.”
I almost growled in disapproval at her words.
Why was she saying all of this when she knew I couldn’t even do the simplest dance steps?
Tense silence settled in the room as I exchanged glares with Nathalia, pleading with her to reverse her command.
Tears started to sting my eyes as her words echoed in my head.
“It would be so fun to watch you humiliated.” Everything made sense now. She had turned me into a maid to humiliate me in front of everyone.
“Leave, Aurora,” the Alpha King’s voice thundered, making me gasp in shock.
Without wasting a second, I fled the room as fast as my legs could carry me, hoping Nathalia wouldn’t devise another plan.
“Of course,” I heard her say, her voice dripping with defeat.
I knew Nathalia’s rage was like a volcano about to erupt, but she dared not show it in front of the Alpha King if she valued her life.
I heaved a sigh of relief when I shut the door, thankful that the guards were away.
One question lingered in my mind: Why was the Alpha King helping me?
“Thank you for having us, Stefan. We will be on our way,” I heard the second man say, and I dashed out of the premises, heading to my room.
